Joseph by Rusten Harris

Joseph by Rusten Harris

I’m holding my son Wondering if Joseph too Sang songs to his boy The rest of the poems from Rusten Harris’s Advent series on Moss Kingdom: Incarnation, Christmas Eve, Kings, Some Kind of Glory, Chains, Gifts, Quotidian Couple, A Thousand Lights, Eve &...
Strange Redeemer by Rusten Harris

Strange Redeemer by Rusten Harris

“Chains shall he break For the slave is his brother” Strange it should be Our hope borne upon his shoulders This child birthed in a shepherds town Could he really be the one they say heals the plagues of man’s dominion: Injustice, evil, and...
Womb by Rusten Harris

Womb by Rusten Harris

Void space and darkness Before the universe was formed Mysterious knot of nots Untie-able Before the beginning Heavy breath Gently brooding In waiting The virgin chaos And deep waters Hover and begin The ordering of all things borders set Heavens and earth Sea and...
Magi by Rusten Harris

Magi by Rusten Harris

Ancient gathered wisdom Heavenly celestial maps Long forgotten rites Codices and scrolls Strange fire Incense and embers A star unlike any have seen Oracle of the coming King A small ossuary emptied Then filled with tribute: Gold, frankincense, and myrrh A long...
Temple Trough by Rusten Harris

Temple Trough by Rusten Harris

There is a trough where the beasts feed Under cover of a stables roof Assembled from leftover wood Filled with hay and lifted up A kindness to the animals It’s architect unknowingly built A humble tabernacle – holy of holies Awaiting Shekinah glory The...
Advent by Rusten Harris

Advent by Rusten Harris

Advent, a season of memory A season of hope A looking backwards to an old hope fulfilled Feeds a hopeful looking forward Memory and hope A strained set of fellows As hope looks forward And memory looks back So often the two divide A memory of joy In the midst of loss...